American comics: This guy is crazy.

Chapter 53 Severe Paronychia Treatment

After interrogating the invisible man, he confessed to everything.

They were not specially trained agents at all, but mutants recruited by the Axis powers from all over the world.

It's an employment relationship, so there's no question of loyalty.

Mutants are few in number and very difficult to find, making them one of the research projects initiated after the leader came to power.

Training mutants from a young age is too time-consuming, so recruiting adult mutants is more cost-effective.

Anyway, the payment is in pounds sterling they print themselves, and they can print as much as they want.

"I'm invisible now."

Allen smiled slightly and vanished from the spot.

The truly invisible man was so shocked that tears streamed down his face, because the pain in his eyes wouldn't subside and he couldn't control his tear ducts.

"Bucky, you keep an eye on her. If anything happens, just shoot. Don't worry about whether she lives or dies."

Bucky is not suited to join the fight against mutants.

Steve and the rest are enough.

Bucky wisely picked up his submachine gun, knowing that as a mere mortal, he was somewhat of a hindrance to a group of abnormal people.

At the same time, he put on the goggles and was indeed able to see the orange-red thermal image, which shocked him.

Try wearing the upper arm armor; the hard alloy shell encases a complex mechanical structure that not only serves as a shield but also possesses powerful destructive capabilities.

Therefore, Bucky was completely convinced of Eren's abilities.

Bucky could never have guessed that, due to Allen's reckless actions, he survived a near-death experience, was rescued by Hydra, and through studying the arm armor, redesigned a mechanical arm.

At this moment, Steve, equipped with sensors, is chasing after Allen's footsteps.

The closer you are, the more bars the signal will show.

They decided to wipe out the mutant team in one fell swoop to deter the enemy.

If the assault team is constantly on guard against superpowered individuals, they shouldn't be carrying out any other missions.

dong dong dong...

A dagger, suspended in mid-air, struck the wall with a soft, dull, crisp sound.

This was their agreed-upon secret code for meeting.

The remaining mutants, who had been hiding in the bunker, emerged one by one. There were five of them in total, and they were not equipped with any weapons or equipment, clearly very confident in their superpowers.

The leader said softly, "Mission accomplished, evacuate."

They quickly followed the evacuation route and headed straight for a vehicle storage location outside the city.

Because of his invisibility, no one realized that he was no longer the invisible man he once was.

Upon arrival, the snowmobiles, which were hidden by tree branches, were uncovered, and everyone immediately got on.

Allen's sly eyes darted towards the well-proportioned blonde woman in the back seat.

After all, men should not touch each other, but men and women can kiss each other indiscriminately.

The woman turned around and looked at the empty car seat. Although she didn't see anyone, she felt a pair of hands wrapped around her waist and someone leaning against her back. But when she thought that the invisible person was a woman, she didn't pay much attention to it.

The motorcycle sped through the snow, occasionally bumping along.

Allen nestled against the woman's back, his smile exceptionally bright, biting his lower lip tightly, afraid of laughing out loud.

"What's pushing against me?"

The blonde woman felt a hard, hot object pressing against her buttocks from behind, which was very uncomfortable.

"Don't look back, I'm invisible."

With a sudden stop, the tires slipped on the snow, and the vehicle and its occupants overturned.

She clearly heard a man's voice, not her teammate's. Without thinking twice, she flipped her car over to avoid him.

"What happened?"

The other four immediately slowed down and turned around, looking at the blonde beauty getting up in the snow, not understanding what had happened.

The blonde woman exclaimed in shock, "He's not invisible; he's a man!"

His words shocked everyone.

I considered all sorts of possibilities, but I never considered an opponent with the ability to become invisible.

"come out."

The leader shouted, flames erupting from his hands as his eyes scanned the surroundings.

A longsword of ice materialized in one person's hand.

A man's eyes flashed with lightning.

Meanwhile, wisps of black mist rose from the blonde beauty's body.

The remaining person had his hands wrapped around a magic circle; he was clearly not a mutant, but a mage.

"Don't be nervous, I just wet my pants and caught a cold, so my voice is a little hoarse."

I wet my pants and caught a cold.

Can't you come up with a decent reason?

"Aren't you coming out yet?"

The man playing with fire spread his arms, and flames radiated in all directions, like a wave of fire covering everything.

In an instant, they located Allen's position.

A human silhouette was imprinted in the snow, indicating that the person was lying in the snow to avoid the flames.

"According to the rules of the martial arts world, surrendering means losing half the stakes."

The invisibility was lost when facing an attack, and Allen raised his hands to indicate his surrender.

"It seems the mission failed. I guess Cindy has already confessed everything," the leader said disappointedly.

"Cindy is a very nice woman."

Allen described it in a serious tone: "I'm not as delicate as her, nor as flirtatious as her."

"This person is mentally unstable; just kill him."

The leader frowned, looking at the person in front of him who didn't seem very bright.

"Hehehe..." Allen let out a sinister laugh, pointed to the sky, and shouted, "When in doubt, Leodorus."

At some point, Namo hovered in mid-air, gazing at the ground.

Meanwhile, in the distance, Steve rode Nanawei in pursuit across the snow.

Before long, the two sides were locked in a stalemate.

"Kill them."

With a shout from the enemy, the leader pushed his palms forward, and pillars of fire spewed out.

Steve raised his shield to block the flames, dodged them with a quick movement, and then swung his round shield, striking the man.

The next second, a beam of lightning struck.

Unable to dodge in time, Steve was electrocuted and lay on the ground convulsing.

The next bolt of lightning struck Nanawi, but his thick skin and flesh didn't react at all, as if he had a built-in insulator.

Bang!

Namor launched a surprise attack, blasting Electro into a splitting shape with a single punch.

"hurricane."

As the wind-controlling mutant unleashed his power, a chilling wind arose.

Taking advantage of this moment, the black mist on the blonde woman extended to the other party's side, transforming into a black snake that imprisoned Steve and the others.

Snapped!

Allen delivered a powerful punch that sent the blonde beauty flying, tumbling three and a half times in the air before crashing unconscious into the snow.

"Do you think I, as a judge of justice, don't exist?"

Allen glanced at the wind controller and the mage, smugly pulled out the iron chain from his waist, and asked, "Want to taste the pleasure?"

"Heh, you guys think you've got this in the bag."

The mage smiled faintly and said, "I am a mage from Kamar-Taj."

"Did the Sorcerer Supreme defect to the Nazis?"

Allen's expression froze for a moment, his first thought being whether the Ancient One was involved with the Axis powers, otherwise why would she allow a sorcerer to help the Nazis?

"How is that possible?"

The monk explained, "I was exiled for secretly learning forbidden techniques."

"A wild mage talks so much nonsense."

Allen looked at him with disdain, not taking the mage, who had no powerful backing, seriously at all.

"Very well, I hope you can still be stubborn later."

Having said that, the mage's hand glowed with a magical aura, and he raised his hand to cast a spell: "Severe Paronychia Spell".

"..."

Allen looked completely bewildered. He checked himself over, and finding nothing amiss, his confusion deepened.

"There's no reason why it wouldn't be effective; surgery for severe paronychia."

The sorcerer, refusing to believe in superstition, cast a spell on Steve.

"Oh ho ho, my toes are killing me."

Immediately, Steve grabbed his feet and started rolling around on the ground.